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School Transmigration: I, Chosen as the Saint by Dragons at the Start

Owen, an ordinary high school student at Saint Aya Academy, finds himself and his classmates mysteriously transported to a world filled with magic and bizarre creatures during a school event. In this world, arcanergy saturates the land, and all intelligent beings can harness it. The more adept one is at utilizing arcanergy, the more noble their race is considered. Upon arriving on this new continent, the students from Saint Aya Academy immediately attract the attention of various powers. They are referred to as Saints and are chosen by powerful races to be groomed as successors. However, Owen seems to be as inconspicuous here as he was at school, with no races showing interest in him. Even as his classmates find their places, no one extends an olive branch to Owen. Just when everyone thinks he will be left behind, a dragon's roar echoes across the sky. The ancient and mighty Dragon race, in an unprecedented gesture of high ceremony, has the twelve Great Dragon Elders personally welcome Owen, choosing him as the "Saint of the Dragons." As everyone is stunned by this dramatic turn of events, Owen hears a "ding" sound beside his ear... [Host binding, the most powerful Prophecy System is activated!]

Sesame_Cookies · Fantasy
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280 Chs

Chapter242-Backlash

"Why are you speaking again? Didn't I tell you not to blabber?"

"I wasn't blabbering, and besides, Your Highness, you said not to speak out of turn in front of National Preceptor Blois, right? But the National Preceptor hasn't arrived yet. I was merely following Your Highness's instructions!"

Armando, resigned, said, "Alright, alright, alright, listen carefully now. From this moment on, do not utter a single word. Do you understand?"

"But, but, won't that be the death of me?"

"Do I need to lose my temper for you to obey?"

"Of course not, certainly not."

Armando glared at Marwan, who promptly shut his mouth.

Armando and Marwan waited in the hall for a while longer.

Impatiently, Armando remarked, "This National Preceptor Blois really knows how to put on airs, making me wait for so long. Don't you think he's being too much, Marwan?"

Armando waited for Marwan to respond, but noticed after some time that Marwan hadn't said a word.